The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The dream was white. Not the white of snow. Not the white of paper. A blinding, absolute void. I stood in it. My feet were bare. The ground was cold. Ice? No. Stone. Smooth. Featureless. In my hand, I held the chalice. It was made of glass. Thin. Translucent. Pale. I could see the veins in my palm through the side. The glass was perfect. No flaws. No cracks. I lifted it. My arm shook. The...

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